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First encounter.

Janet's P. O. V

He has me a pinned to the wall. My chest facing the wall and his chest is pressed into my back. He has twisted my hand and is holding them tenaciously together. Twisting and turning, I  try to escape but it's useless. His hold is too strong.

"Who are you?" I ask since I had not managed to see his face.

"That's not important, what's important is that why are you spying on me?" he questions me curtly, his breath fanning my ear.

"I am not spying! You are not supposed to be in this room! Who was even with you? How did that person even disappear so quickly?" I ask while trying to turn my head to catch a glimpse of his face.

"Listen, stay out of it. It's none of your business." he warns me and I scoff. He turns my hand a little more till it starts hurting me.

"I'm not joking." he continues. That's when I get an idea.

I turn my head in the direction of the door and widen my eyes dramatically.

"Mrs Fitzgerald it's not what you think-" I didn't even have to finish my sentence. He immediately moves back in alarm and I take that moment to turn around and push him, making him fall on the floor, before running out.

My plan and acting skills work perfectly as I get to know the person's identity as well.

There, lying on the floor is none other than the school's most mysterious guy, Steven Rome.

I run out and head straight towards my class. Surprisingly, the teacher has still not come so I enter anyway, and take a seat right in the center of the class. The class is in the condition of havoc with everyone sitting on their desks and chatting loudly while others are jumping up and down tables, chasing each other. When I entered, they all pause, like deer caught in the headlights but when they saw it's me, they carried on anyway. I looked at the door to see if Steven has followed me but I see no sign of him and that's good for me.

Just then a bored substitute teacher enters class and the entire class returns to their civil behaviour.

I guess I entered just in time.

"Why has the teacher not come?" I ask Jason who is sitting right beside me. He looks up at me to answer my question but the minute he sees me, he looks down. His face turns red before he adjusts his spectacles on his nose. Somehow even in his over-sized shirt and trousers, he still looks pretty cute.

"The teacher uh-she has-uh," he pauses and takes a deep breath," she's on sick leave," he says softly and I nod.

I whisper a quick thank you before looking at the door again. I somehow find it surprising that Steven did not follow me. He is the guy your parents warn you about. No one messes with him.

He is the bad boy of our school. By bad boy, I don't mean the one's who go to parties and rag others with their gang. This guy is supposedly, according to the gossip, more different than that. He has absolutely no friends, in fact, people like to maintain their distance from him. He has a stoic expression on his face all the time. Even if people approach him, he behaves rudely towards them. It's like he doesn't want them around. He disappears from school for days and no one even bats an eyelid.

If you believe the rumors, he sleeps with many girls who don't attend our school and forgets their name in the morning. It's quite believable, actually. He is a good looking guy who could get girls easily. If he changed his behaviour, no doubt, girls from our school would be falling at his feet.

The bell, signaling the end of the class, breaks me out of reverie. I look to my side to say a quick goodbye to Jason, only to find him staring at me with a distant expression. He has a sad look in his eyes. The minute I catch him looking, he looks away and starts packing away hurriedly.

He, in a hurry, drops a handful of things down. I bend down to help him but he doesn't let me. He simply gathers everything and dumps it in the bag before walking off.

Weird.

I am about to take my stuff and leave when I see it. The k-j bracelet which I gifted Kiara a few years ago, lying on the floor right now, where Jason's things just fell down. I gave it to her on her 15th birthday two years ago...

"Can I open my eyes now?" she asks me for the hundredth time even though I told her to wait for a few more minutes.

"Okay ready, now you can open your eyes." I tell her and she opens her eyes and starts jumping in excitement. I have decorated her room with balloons and lights and bought her allot of gifts and set them up near the window. She goes towards them and starts opening them one by one.

I bought her clothes, a new bag, a wallet and other stuff. Then she opens the smallest box which has this bracelet. It's a silver bracelet, with K-j carved on a heart shaped stone hanging from it. I had a copy of it in golden color.

"Oh my God Janet, this is so pretty!" she gasps and hugs me while I hug her back.

"This will be with me, always."

I still have my bracelet. She lost hers and I don't think she even knows it. It hurts to know that she did not tell me, if she did lose it.

More importantly, why does Jason have it?

"Hello everyone! Welcome back to school! Today is the allocated day for the student council elections. This year, we have changed the criteria," our principal's voice rings throughout school and the last line catches my attention.

"This year, the students will not be voting. For the past few years we have had troubles with this system and hence this year the staff will elect the students for the various posts. If any student has preferences about who they really want as president or in the student body, they can tell the staff about it. The candidates who have filled the form this year and are accepted are- Janet Samuels, Kiara Adams, Selena Smith, Megan Stuart, Delna Hastings. All the best to these candidates. The results will be announced tomorrow," the announcement ends and I could feel a lot of eyes on me. It's not right that the students can't elect their own leaders now but I kind of agree with the school authority. Elections were always chaotic.

I look at the bracelet in my hand before keeping it in my bag and walking out of class to find my friends and cousin.

There are alot of questions that need to be answered...

A/N- hey, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Forgive me for my mistakes. I will try to update asap.

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